The Arkansaw traveler., 1887-07-02

continued, however, to shoot, wan dering into thickets after game many miles from the road, or rather track, until it became so dark that could no longer see the birds rise. On re- mounting, told the Greek to lead the way, but he declined. He knew not where we were, nor even what direc- ton to take. It was bright, clear night, and at distance of about two miles espied light; thither de- cided to direct our steps and ask for shelter for the night Or for guide.
 We arrived at large building, with lattice windows several feet from the ground, surrounded by high wall inclosing what appeared to be farm buildings, with a double gate, where carts and cattle could pass. After knocking loudly, an old Turk ap- peared. spoke Turkish fiuently at that time, and so told him was an English traveller and had lost my way, and begged to have shelter for the night.
 The Turk replied that his master was - Bey, who had formerly been in the service ot the porte; that he was a landed proprietor; that as his family dwelt with him, no man could be ad- mitted into the house, but he offered to ask the bey's permission to allow us to pass the night in one of the out houses, and put up our horses.
 The gate was again closed, and after waiting few minutes, Turkish gen tleman, dressed in a handsome fur peliSse and .tez. appeared. After the usual salutations. he said: Are you an Englishman?" 1 replied that l was, without making myself known as embassy. He bade me welcome in a hearty manner, and turning to the old man who had just opened the gate, di- rected that my attendant should he lodged in room in the farm build ings, be given whatever he might re- quire, and that the horses should be stalled and fed.
 Then, taking me to the door of his house, and opening it with a large key, he stopped on tha threshold and said:
 "You are an English gentleman. and, therefore, man of honor. I am about to do that which no Mahometan will or ought to do. l admit you to my harem among my family. have heard how English gentlemen visit the houses of friends, and live as men of honor with their families, without restraint. l shall do the same, for l have special reasons for my conduct, which l will relate when you have rested. It is my earnest hope that you should feel as if you were with one of own countrymen; but beg of you to keep secret from every one your visit to my house, and never to mention whom you may see within it."
 He then led me up narrow stair case into a well-lighted room, hand somely furnished with beautiful carpeting, comfortable divans, mir TOTS, Turkish tables, arms hung on the wall, and couch with pretty embroidered cushions and silk quilt; which he said was to be my bed.
 Again and again he bade me wei come, adding: Il shall leave you to repose: you must be hungry. Supper is ordered. A pipe and coffee will bc brought to you: order what you please" Then, as he withdrew, he repeated again in kind manner: An English efendi is always man of honor."
 Whilst inspecting the room and wondering what all this meant, heard gentle step, and tall, grace full figure of girl of about seventeen entered. She was dressed handsomely in jacket used by Turkish ladies. with bodice open in front, like unto the square dresses now worn by Eng fish ladies of an evening. She had on yellow "shalvas" or trousers, fastened by white muslin sash, the ends of which were prettily embroidered and hung outside the "shalvas."
 Her complexion was olive, with very large dark eyes and long eyelashes; her nose aquiine and her mouth like a ring set iii ruby lips. She looked grave and sad, but blushes suffused her cheeks as she bowed gracefully, and with a sweet smile put ''che- book" into my mouth, and then re- tired. Her hair was braided in tresses around her head and adorned with coins. Two long braids hung down her back.
 This vision of Turkish maiden seemed like dream, and whilst pom dering oyer the pretty figure that had just left. and wondering whether she would return, another damsel ap- peared bearing cup of coffee in a fnjan, studded with precious stones. Bending before me. she put it on the little table.
 She appeared to be about fifteen, dressed like the bearer of the che book but of a fairer complexion,